This night, Ye Luo didn't sleep much, holding the quilt and turning it over and over.

Chu Mo'er is about to go to the United States, Song Yan finally tried to see the dagger, can she hide this time, can she hide next time?

Should I talk to Song Yan about it, or should I continue to be an ostrich and burrow into the sand and not know what to do?

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves.

If Song Yan was really a thief, it would be easy to do, but she wasn't.

She is now Ye Luo's right-hand man, this Nizi is not only beautiful, but also more capable, and she can get started with everything quickly.

When he was in China, Chu Mo'er was actually his life assistant, Ye Luo concentrated on his work, and Chu Mo'er would arrange things for him properly in life.

In the past four months in the United States, Ye Luo in life is equivalent to serving Song Yan and Mai Rena in turn, but in work, Song Yan spares no effort. Every idea of Ye Luo, the only person who can discuss is Song Yan, and the practitioner is also Song Yan, Ye Luo only needs to do the music he is good at, and Song Yan has all the other affairs.

In the past four months, Ye Luo has been a record company, and she is actually inseparable from her.

In the past, in China, Song Yan ran away with a small temperament, Ye Luo could go with her, but now she can't. Ye Luo's grand plan in music is inseparable from Song Yan's strong execution.

And to Song Yan, Ye Luo asked himself, whether as a woman or as a work partner, he admired her from the bottom of his heart.

This woman with her ability, plainness, and beauty, is something that a man will like, Ye Luo is in her twenties, and she is strong-blooded, and she is not bent.

This night is for Ye Luo. It was like hell, and I was so sleepy that I couldn't do it anymore when I watched the east turn white outside the window, so I fell asleep groggily.

I had something in my heart, I couldn't sleep well, and I didn't fall asleep for long. In a daze, Ye Luo heard a soft knock on the door, and someone came in.

He woke up and sat up.

The person who came was Song Yan, and Ye Luo's movement of getting up obviously startled her.

Ye Luo didn't sleep well all night, his eyes were bloodshot, he got up angry, and his eyes were round. The facial expressions were far more hideous than usual.

Just sat up, scared Song Yan to take a step back, her lips trembled, and she cried.

Seeing Song Yan's tears falling down one after another, Ye Luo completely woke up, and he shook his head: "It's you, why are you crying?" ”

Song Yan stood beside Ye Luo's bed, sobbing and crying. Can't stop.

Ye Luo then remembered that she had been asked to come and call herself in the morning last night. When I looked at my watch, it was past eight o'clock in the morning.

Ye Luo sorted out his thoughts and knew why Song Yan was crying, not only because he was frightened when he sat up just now.

This Nizi behaved so out of line last night, although she avoided it, but this Nizi was too smart. I can't hide this trick from her, she knows what's going on. After returning to the room at night, she probably didn't fall asleep, and she was scared all night, for fear that she would turn against her. Or alienate her from now on.

When I got up in the morning, I thought of my own advice last night, I had to do a full set of plays, otherwise it would be embarrassing in the future, so she came to wake herself up, but she was so frightened by herself, and her stomach was aggrieved and scared, and her feelings collapsed.

Ye Luo estimated that this was the case in his heart, but how to persuade him? He was also troubled.

"Alright." Ye Luo thought about it for a while, and changed it to a smiling face, "Why are you crying so sadly, I don't know, I thought I did something to you last night." ”

It's okay not to mention this stubble, but when she mentioned it, Song Yan cried even more, and tears fell down.

Ye Luo scratched his head and spread his hands: "My Mr. Song, why don't you go to the bathroom first to avoid it, I haven't worn my clothes yet, and when I get dressed, will I come to coax you to do it?" ”

Song Yan was obedient and walked into the bathroom while crying.

Ye Luo got dressed, walked to the door of the bathroom and knocked on the door: "Let's change, I want to brush my teeth." ”

As soon as the bathroom door opened, Song Yan walked out, and when she passed by Ye Luo, this Nizi said softly: "I'm sorry, what happened last night, just act as if it didn't happen, okay?" ”

"Did something happen last night?" Ye Luo looked confused, "Why don't I know." ”

"It's good if you don't have it." Song Yan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and wiped the tears on her face.

Ye Luo looked at Song Yan's picture of me pitiful, and sighed, and said: "Song Yan, I have a majestic goal, to achieve it, I need you to be by my side, do you know what I mean?" ”

Song Yan pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

"Okay, don't be cranky." Ye Luo said, "You see your eyes are swollen from crying, go and clean it up, we will go to the site selection in a while." ”

"I'm not going." Song Yan said in a low voice, "I can't see people like this, I'll give you the address and contact phone number, and you can go with Master Hu." ”

"Okay, then you can rest." Ye Luo nodded, "I, I still prefer to see the energetic and combative Song Yan." ”

"You're a greedy ghost." Song Yan raised her head and glared at Ye Luo.

"I admit it." Ye Luo did not avoid Song Yan's gaze, and nodded calmly.

Song Yan sighed faintly and said, "Okay, after you choose the address of the record company, call me, and I will arrange our accommodation nearby, you can't always live in a hotel, it's easy to have accidents." ”

"Who's to say it isn't?" Ye Luo hurriedly nodded.

……

After getting the address and contact phone number, Ye Luo met Hu Jianing in the hotel lobby and began to set off to find the office location of the new company.

"What about Mr. Song?" Hu Jianing looked at Ye Luo's side.

"Supposedly unwell." Ye Luo said, "Let's just go." ”

"Oh, she's not feeling well, and you're looking sleepless again." Hu Jianing nodded, "I seem to vaguely understand something." ”

"Roll the calves!" Ye Luo pushed Hu Jianing, "I'm ambitious now." You don't use such disgusting things to my liking. ”

"I'll wipe it, you're okay." Hu Jianing looked Ye Luo up and down, "That's Song Yan, the best among women, how many men want to drink her footwashing water, and still pour your appetite?"

You kid tell me honestly. Are you bent or not, I'll guard against you a little bit in the future. ”

"Go, go!" Ye Luo was all angry, "Hurry up and get down to business." ”

Out of the hotel lobby, outside is the busy downtown New York City, the weather is not good, there is haze, gray, and California is cloudless at every turn.

"Hey, this is the same as our Tianjing." Hu Jianing said with a smile. "I'm blind to so many tall buildings, I can't see it at all."

"Fortunately, our new company is not in this urban area, but by the sea. Look at this, the traffic is poor, the weather is also poor, and you are depressed in this environment, how can you make good music. Ye Luo said with a smile. Song Yan is still very reliable. ”

"Ho. You heartless brat, you may have received some benefits from others last night. Hu Jianing rolled her eyes and said, "She didn't want to stay away from Juilliard School when she put the company on Long Island, so that her younger siblings would have to live on campus." You can't even see that? ”

Hu Jianing's words stunned Ye Luo. He thought for a moment and shook his head: "Song Yan is not this kind of person. ”

"Yes, Sensei, I tasted the sweetness last night." Hu Jianing looked like he had solved a big case.

"Can you still have a good chat?" Ye Luo was a little annoyed and angry.

Now Ye Luo has lost all his belongings to Ding Shaoyang, and he has started over again. There was no car to call at the moment, and while the two were chatting, Ye Luo stopped a taxi and went straight to his destination.

"Huh? Dude, do I know you? The taxi driver was a black buddy, who looked at Ye Luo from the rearview mirror in the car, and asked suspiciously, "Your face is very familiar!" ”

Ye Luo was stunned for a moment, and remembered that there was still a huge poster of himself hanging in Times Square here.

"Good eyesight." Hu Jianing said in a mouthful of English, "This is the famous Ye Luo, the world's best musician, is currently one of them, and it is estimated that there will be no one in the future, and there will be a poster of him in Times Square." ”

"Stop playing with me." The black buddy laughed, "Will he be Ye Luo?" Someone who can hang up in Times Square will take my taxi? Dude, although I don't read much, I'm not stupid. The leaves on the poster are obviously not as strong as him. ”

Ye Luo was amused and said with a smile: "Hehe, my friend is joking with you, I'm not Ye Luo, I just look a little alike." ”

"I'll just say it." The black buddies are obviously very talkative, "But Ye Luo's poster has been hanging for months, what kind of music has he come out?" Why haven't I heard of it? ”

"How so? It's available on the Leshi website. Hu Jianing said.

"Musical momentum?" The driver was puzzled, "It's a bit famous recently, but who goes there to listen to music, there is no ranking list for reference, I don't know if it's good or bad, and the works are few and expensive."

We, the poor, all go to the billboard to download music, and tens of thousands of works are ranked as a reference, and the amount is large and cheap, and it costs a few dollars a piece. ”

"Hmm." Ye Luo nodded thoughtfully.

"Speaking of Chinese musicians, Han is good, he recently made a rap music. I didn't expect Orientals to make such authentic black New York rap music, amazing. While speaking, the black buddy threw his MP3 to Ye Luo and Hu Jianing, "Listen to it." ”

Ye Luo was also very curious, he picked up the MP3 headphones, stuffed them into his ears, listened to them for a while, and nodded sincerely: "It's really good." ”

"yes." The black buddy was very proud, "Originally, the best rap music in the United States was Bob. Curry, now I think Han is also very good. The best musician in China is him, I don't think much of that Ye Luo. ”

"Hehe, I don't think he's good either." Ye Luo smiled, returned the MP3 in his hand to the driver, and asked, "Here in New York, the best-selling music is rap music, right?" ”

"Of course, the best-selling rap music in the United States is also rap." The black driver tucked an earbud into his ear and nodded his head to the rhythm as he steered the wheel.

The yellow taxi, circling around the center of New York City, quickly disappeared into the fog. (To be continued......)